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Thank you, thank you for your beautiful pictures. just so that you know, we download many of the scenic ones to place in a slideshow that accompanies background music when my wife has either a recital or a showing. Several video screens with lovely outdoor scenes - almost all of them taken from your blog over the last 6 years, because you are so prolific and consistent with beautiful shots - add a soothing element to each occasion.Thank you!
Not the prettiest picture.I see that you have opened up to comments (subject to editorial (adult) supervision).
I humbly disagree. Algae bloom and box elder weeds/trees. That land needs a serious rehab.
It's part of a golf course, part where you're supposed to be sad if your ball goes there.We were spectating, at a course in Stoughton. A tournament.
It is fascinating how green the "Great White North" is in summer. Down here where everything begins leafing out in March, the greenery begins to look tired by August.You live in a land of extremes.
Your trees have been mighty frisky up there, spreading their seed into that pond. Forest pr0n!
Ponds, lakes, trimmed lawns and hedges, not to mention the endless floral vulvae. I'm drowning in estrogen here. If only there were the occasional shot of a burly Wisconsin tractor or turgid grain elevator.
Gorgeous pic of the golf course. I can almost feel that lush grass under my feet.
"Algae bloom..."Actually, I think it's duckweed. That's not algae.
Pretty sure that isn't algae. My slightly flippant remark above was because it looks like tree pollen, which is pale yellow or light green when it settles on a pond and floats around on the surface. You often see it in ponds or lakes this time of year, especially if you have lots of pine stands nearby.
Thank you for posting photos from around the countryside. My paternal great-grandparents immigrated from Germany to a town near Madison in the 1860's (then moved to the Rio Grande Valley of Texas, for which I am eternally grateful given that being cold is the height of misery for me) but I have never been there and appreciate getting a sense of it through your eyes.
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